You didn't look up as Smoke returned to the room. You didn't need to. You'd already seen the ugly clothes command had brought him to wear on this op.

"You look great," you said, still looking at your phone. "Like a middle-aged dad."

You smiled, finally looking up at him, and then winced at the hideous Hawaiian shirt and cargo shorts combo.

"They expect people to believe I'm your wife when you're dressed like that?"